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Numbness
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Numbness
I cannot spell
words of shadow
silence grows inside the circle
three times a circle , nine times a wall
rain drops cling to the window, wipe them away, like that, effortlessly
as you would crush a dream
it’s just another page of the book no one will read
one day…
morning shrinks
under the grey sky.
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